You've got to be cruel... to un-wind

When your down and lonely, sometimes the misfortune of others can really be a source of relief and mirth. This is especially true when their misfortune is brought about by your own direct influence.

SRO

What was to be another enjoyable early turn changed to a potentially more perilous tour of duty in what basically equates to the reception area of Kingston’s second P station.

I arrived set for the day with both my lap top comp and portable DVD player. You must understand, I didn’t know we had a second P station until I was transferred to work there so why should any unsuspecting member of the public?

Simple yet funny

Due to the influx of visitors I didn't manage to watch any DVD’s but instead discovered a new way to keep myself entertained.

The entrance door to the front counter that I sat behind for the day is a simple affair. It consists of a normal door made from metal frames and two transparent glass panel sections. It can be opened by the MOP pushing the door once the door release button has been pressed on the P side.

This would appear not to be general knowledge and thus followed my enjoyment.

MOP’s that wished to gain access adopted one of two approaches. These consisted of either

Walking up to the door until they were almost touching it and then standing feet planted to the floor swaying from left to right attempting to trigger the “laser” to the sensor that opened the door.

OR

Approaching the door at a speed that is almost a quick run and meet the glass of the door with your face like a fly would a windscreen on the fast lane of the M1; before taking two steps backwards and trying this approach again.

Once their stupidity became obvious I toyed with their simple little minds further by ushering them through the door prior to pressing the door release button.

There then ensued a hilarious spell of them furiously pushing and pulling at the door whilst I goaded them further with shouts of “just push it” and “it’s open, try it now”

Once I had laughed until I felt decidedly nauseous I then let them in closely followed with a bemused look and a comment of “that door’s been playing up all day.”

Another satisfying day's work.